Visas

"He is cruel…"

A man in a white mask is shown walking along a hallway.

"He allows me to live… but is life worth living when all I see is death." She sat in the middle of her room. It was more like a stone cage. "My family, my kin… my kind all gone"

A glimpse of light was felt, a blurred vision of Alison was shown fighting off droids on Peragus. Alison then felt the force flow within her.

"What is that, who was she…?" Visas thought to herself. She felt a sudden chill up her spine. "Such power… how strange I have not ever sensed her before."

Her master then entered her room. "Arise…" he spoke in a dark voice that seemed to be only understood by her.

"What is it you wish of me my Master?" she arose and bowed before the imitating man.

"You have sensed the Jedi as well?" he then used the force to choke her and lift her up to his face. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Visas tried gasping for air, "It was a small spark. I didn't think anything of it…" she felt each words take her breath. She then thought of how she first sensed Alison.

It was the moment Alison awoke. She felt a small but powerful enough spark to catch her interest. One who can sense the vast quantities of the force.

"Please Master… I can't... Bre-" Visas was trying to control the little breath she had.

He threw her down, a loud thud was heard.

"You know what this means" He said as he exited her room.

She gasped as she felt her heart about to implode. "Yes… master, I'll leave as soon as I can."

He turned his head, "Make sure she truly worthy enough." He then exited the room and hallway.

Visas whole body trembled; she used the dark side to slowly heal her body. She then stood up and force sight where Alison was, and where she was going to be. Visas then went on a ship and headed her way to Telos, but when she finally arrived the exile was nowhere to be found. Visas contemplated the dark side once again and foresaw Alison at Dantooine then Nar Shadda.

"Is this gonna take any longer?" one pilot said to the other as they drove the ship through space.

"Dam Jedi's got us on a wild bantha chase." The other commented. "But we have our orders."

"Yeah I know, where ever she says go." The pilot answered as he looked out into space. "It just seems like a waste of time."

The two then landed the ship on Dantooine and Visas got off. She sensed her way around and found Alison, she was fighting in a war. Visas could sense her power, but it was unordinary to her. Not only did Alison seem strong but she seemed to be becoming stronger with each use of the force. Visas knew she couldn't face her now, while the force fueled her so easily. Then she waited until her group boarded back onto the ship and stowed away. She found an unused area of the ship and quietly meditated.

An old woman's voice echoed within her head, "I know of you… I know of your Master… but I will allow you to live… for now."

Visas was there for a while, just silently breathing. An inner conflict was rising within herself. This could be her chance to escape her Master, but it would mean giving up the force. But would she even survive? Would something so dark and bonded with her soul be detached? No Jedi or Sith had ever survived without it… all but one. She sensed her approaching.

"Thanks Bao Dur, I'm gonna go stretch out my legs now." Alison said as she was approaching Visas.

Visas felt her heart race, she sensed the potential, the power that was within her, and she was frightened of what would happen. Alison then saw her, visas sprung for an attack while she still had an advantage, but Alison was skilled and deflected her strikes. Before Visas knew it she was defeated.

She took her breath, she then muttered, "My Life is yours..."

"What? That's it? So what now you try to kill me not you want to serve me?" Alison took her breath as well as she put away her saber, "You weren't easy to defeat but why are you trying to kill me?"

"I will lay down my life for you Master, my name is Visas, I was sent by my master to kill you..." She answered, "Now that I have been defeated by a great Jedi warrior, you may choose if I live or die…"

"Visas, I'm Alison and I am not going to kill you. I have no desire to end your life. Now I am on a quest to get back home, and if you want to help me then I welcome you. But don't even think to backstab me. I can highly assure you I will do something… to you. " Alison realized Jedi's don't make threats…

"Yes I understand…" Visas said as she held her weapon in front of her as a sign of respect. A sudden pulse went through her, Alison felt it. Visas fainted and was out cold.

"Mical!" visas faintly heard Alison yell.

Visas awoke and felt someone touching her head, she force pushed them away.

"Who are you?!" Visas said as she tried to fully regain consciousness.

"I won't hurt you, my name is Mical. Alison asked me to care for you-"

"The Exile... where is she?" Visas got off the bench.

Mical sighed, "she's about to leave, I suggest you rest-"

"I'll be fine." She then walked away and found Alison, she then stayed by her side as the obedient slave she is.

Visas couldn't see exactly what she looked like but saw a figure, silhouette of her and other people. The difference with Alison is that she had this aura outlining her, a violet sort of color that was recognizable to one who is blind. She then felt the glares that another woman gave her, she read into her thoughts.

"Sith scum, any moment she will turn and Attack us." The woman thought. "I must warn Alison I can feel her invading my thoughts… Listen Sith… I am Brianna and I am not one to be meddled with."